So, remember the barista? Well I went in again when he was working [don't know how I figured out he was there...] and I was:
1. Greeted BY NAME [not my full name, just Yeti, but that's the only part of my name he knows...]
2. Greeted WITH A SMILE [sure, he's a smiley guy, but I am pretty sure it was EXTRA big this time]
3. He REMEMBERED my drink [friends, I am what they like to call picky. There are 3 things on top of just what kind of drink I want that he had to remember...he remembered them all!]
All I'm saying is...It Must Be Real, no one just DOES their job that well.